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A faith turning into something I murdered in my mind
A desk once served as a hideout underground
A barricade of nuances commanding what heart feels
A motorcycle claspering indenial secrecies later turned into a magical blab
A dance for the first and last time with a song accompanying yells and teases
A spot where two joints meet and keychains’ a jealousy
A lusciously mad machine thirsty for weekdays
A diary where pages nor chapters not exist
A film restoration
A story with unclear beginning, no indefinite ending
A remarking history of unmovable pain and sick laughter
A careless hand touching tattooed wrists made with gel pen
A reporting unintentedly reimagined to be a romantic show
A series of unfortunate events
A dream of hows arousing inside my navel
A soul sleeping when the party has just begun
An affection mixing affliction, forsaking rejection, renewing the meaning of realization


A tree
A sadness
A comfort room
A withered mind
A stroke of pen
and
a name starts with letter A

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